Well, had my surgery at 8AM - a climate issue in the OR slowed down everything. My left eye is now functioning and I can see out of it for the first time in several years.
Spent more time in prep than anything. They make you wash your face. They ask you several times what eye they are doing the procedure on, even though that have marked your face. They make you wear those unfashionable head OP caps.
To be honest, it felt like a couple minutes and *POOF*, done. Husband got to watch the whole thing on a giant TV.
The worst part of the thing is the clamps that they crank you eye open with. They pinched.
After the procedure they inject some type of anti-biotic into your eye that is a milky white color, so I was one eyed Dick for about eight hours, but everything has worn off and I am seeing through the eye great.
Because that left eye was out of commission for so long, and it was such a slow process, I now have to get used to seeing something clearly from BOTH eyes at the same moment, so I have to mentally tell my right eye to kinda relax a bit and left the left eye do its fair share.
You never realize what you are missing in life until someone or something opens your eyes.
Congratulations on your successful cataract operation. Your description sounds just like that scene in A Clockwork Orange.
ReplyDeleteLove your concluding sentence--you just discovered this truth literally. Now you can go put your restored sight to good use.
--Road to Parnassus
I am so sincerely delighted for you dearie. I think you should go get blind drunk to celebrate.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear your on the road to recovery, but just reading about this made my eyes water!
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